Poetry Ceilidh Attempts

I've been asked to participate in The Beehive's Poetry Ceilidh, and as I am feeling poetically inhibited and know that my limited skills will balk at being pushed beyond their capacity, tonight I'm going to re-post a poem I wrote last fall.

If you choose to read this poem, you must participate! If I can, anyone can!

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i can see the beauty
people, colours, and tin cans
rusted in a heap
brighter berries than before

only you see something
else - nobody else saw
some small beauty
in me

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